Calvin Young loves me.
He pulls away and stands by the bed. With a flick of his wrist, he unzips his jeans and lets them fall to the floor. My eyes fall to the erection tenting his boxers. Dear lord. I bite my lip to stifle a gasp. Adrenaline triggers my flight instinct, but I will it away. I’m up for the challenge. This is the man I love, and servicing that enormous cock is the price I must pay.
It’s not a difficult choice.
“Why are you smiling? Is my girl thinking naughty thoughts?” Calvin leans forward, grabs the hem of my panties and drags them off my legs. “Baby, you’re soaked.”
I pout and feign shyness. “That’s your fault. I warned you I was naughty.”
When I try to close my thighs, he reaches out to hold them open. “Will you do something for me? Something naughty?”
I nod. “I’ll do anything for you.”
I freeze when his massive hand cups my sex. “Will you make yourself come? Will you let me watch?”
I gasp. “Dr. Young!”
We exchange a wicked smile.
“That’s even better, baby.” He runs his finger down my wet slit and strokes my clit. “Call me Dr. Young while you do it.”
Fifteen
Calvin
She clamps her thighs shut, then lets them fall open. “But can you stand it?” With a sultry smile on her lips, her fingertips graze her breasts as they drift down her tight abdomen and settle on top of my hand.
“Will you be able to stop yourself from joining in, Dr. Young?”
I shake my head. “I make no promises, my love.” I slide my hand from beneath hers and use her fingers to take tiny strokes across her swollen clit.
“Do you think you can make yourself come while I watch?” I swallow hard and watch the bloom on her cheeks trickle down her heaving chest.
She nods and uses her finger to spread her wet lips. “Drop your boxers and show me what’s waiting for me at the end.”
“Whatever you want, angel.” As I tear them off, my hard shaft slaps my abdomen and makes her flinch. Her eyes widen with curiosity. Her legs spread another inch. It’s all here for the taking, and I’m dying for a taste. But I haven’t had sex in fifteen years. Once I taste her and sink into her virgin flesh, I don’t expect to last long. If I can make her come multiple times before we begin, I won’t need to hang my head in shame for ruining her first experience.
“Is this what you want?” She shudders as her fingers make lazy circles around her sweetest spot.
My taste buds sting as my mouth waters. “That’s exactly what I want. Rub harder, Tess. Pretend your fingers are my tongue because that’s coming next.”
She arches her back as her hips grind into her hand. “I’m so close, Dr. Young. I’m going to come right here in your office. Won’t I get in trouble?” My pulse spikes. She’s so good. Such an artist. This is a thousand times better than the nastiest pornography I’ve ever seen. This beautiful girl, my beautiful girl, is giving me exactly what I want without hesitation. There’s no way I deserve this. Not a chance.
I can only assume I rescued orphans in a past life.
I lean closer, inspecting her work while her tiny fingers work their magic. She’s unbelievable. I’m so fucking in love, I may have to marry her before the end of the week. “Come on, Tess. Stick your fingers inside. Show me where you want me.”
“I want you right here, Dr. Young. I want you so deep and so hard. I’ve waited so long to feel you inside me.” Her fingers glide into her slick pussy and she teeters on the edge of another climax. The sound and sight make me lose my mind. I can’t wait for my cue. My cock has siphoned so much blood from my brain, I fear I’ll faint. And I can’t let all of this go to waste.
Without warning, I take her by the waist and slide her back, crawling between her legs in lusty preparation. But her fingers never stop. She’s too close to cede control. While her body writhes, lost in another world, I fight the urge to join her. I won’t ruin it. Her dewy skin, her rising flush and her dazed expression, tell me she’s close enough to taste it. With her free hand, she caresses her breast, tugs a nipple and torments me with a vision that will linger for weeks. My girl’s the best kind of sadist.
A cry breaks through the eerie silence. I crawl forward to watch her face as lusty whimpers escape her gorgeous lips and she tumbles freely into ecstasy. It’s so incredible, I almost come in my hand.
“Dr. Young!” Her hips fly off the bed, and her hands grasp the sheets for purchase. I’m stunned silent by the heavenly sight of the woman I love writhing with pleasure, and I want to give her more. I need to claim every inch and make her scream to her maker for mercy. I can’t wait another second. I wipe the drool from my mouth and dive in.
The taste of her virgin pussy brings a smile to my face and I float into a heaven I never believed real. Her heavy scent fills my senses, and my pulse rises with every lick. My heart beats wildly as images of our future flood my mind. Everything between us is sacred. Basking in her warmth makes twenty years of wretched loneliness disappear in seconds. It was all worth it. I’ll never take a second of my life with Tessa for granted.
I spread her thighs and with painfully slow strokes, lick a slow trail down the line of her slick pussy. Her hard clit greets my tongue and with each pass, her cries grow louder as pleasure boils and tension builds. When I close my mouth around that sweet spot, lashing it mercilessly as I suckle, she grabs my hair and a feral scream echoes off the walls.
“Dr. Young...” Her soft voice trails off as her tiny limbs thrash and I draw out one more climax with my fingers.
“No more Dr. Young. We’re making love and I want to hear my name.” My lovesick eyes stare in quiet wonder at the girl who flew in like a dream and changed my world overnight.
“Are you ready for me?” I drive my tongue deep inside her, feasting on her honey and savoring the taste of my first and only love.
After everything that’s transpired, she ducks her head and nods demurely. My heart flutters with love. She’s so warm and ripe, like the prettiest peach ready to be picked.
“Please, no more waiting... Calvin.” Her breathy sigh fuels my lust.
“No more waiting.”
Sixteen
Tessa
My heart can’t take much more. Every minute in his arms, every shared kiss and look of love push me to the brink of tears. He’s owned my heart since I was too young to know what love meant, and yet it never faded.
The harder I tried to stop loving him, the more he came to me in dreams and urged me to wait for my chance. I didn’t think I could love him more. And yet in two days, I’ve fallen into a never-ending abyss from which I’ll never recover. This is only the beginning and I’m forever lost to this beautiful man.
With bated breath, I watch him. That chiseled body, those sparkling blue eyes, those masculine hands are coming for me. My unsteady gaze drifts down his cut abs and lands on the massive cock jutting out between his thighs. My jaw drops. It’s perfection. Nasty, glorious perfection.
I won’t lie. It’s frightening, but I’m certain my needs eclipse my fear.